Chapter 48: Chapter 48

My mouth fell open. I was shocked to see him. I struggled to swallow a gulp that was stuck in my throat, trying to process what was happening.

My mind reeled with thoughts of everything that had happened today. I left the bookstore a few minutes ago, James a.k.a human gôogle gave me a ride to my house. Then, the door opened and I saw my ex boyfriend standing there.

"Please, let this be a dream. I need to wake up right now." I thought to myself.

I chewed on my bottom lip and stared at the floor. I didn't want to meet his gaze.

I wondered what Romeo was doing in my house. Had he been sent to torment me? Why couldn't he just leave me alone?

Finally, I looked up. I met his gaze and saw nothing but blankness in his eyes. His forest green eyes bored into my honey brown eyes. I hated that his intense gaze made me feel weak in my knees. I felt an overwhelming urge to wrap my arms around him and hold him close. My heart raced as I thought about kissing him. I wanted to feel his touch on my body. I just felt like running my hands through his jet black hair.

Fûck me! Why the heck did I still feel this way after everything? I was always at my lowest whenever I was with him.

"Stop! Get a grip on yourself, Ivy Young." My subconscious mind screamed at me.

I nodded my head gently. I needed to get a grip on myself.

"What do you want?" I blurted out.

Romeo opened his mouth to say something. He was about to speak when my mother interrupted him. Mom was in the living room.

"Are you guys comfortable standing here? Why can't you have your conversation in your room, Ivy?" Mom queried.

I stole a quick glance at Romeo before entering the living room.

"Come to my room if you are interested in having a conversation with me." I told him.

My voice came out as a low mutter but I was sure that he and my mother heard me clearly. I also knew that I had a lot to discuss with my mother.

I led the way to my room climbing through the stairs while he trailed behind me.

I was so conscious of the fact that he was behind me that I couldn't help thinking whether he was staring at my ass. Maybe he thought I had such a nice body. What if he was thinking that I was hotter than all the girls in our school?

God, what the hell was wrong with me? Why did I give a damn about his thoughts about my body?

I turned the key in the lock and the door swung shut as we entered my room. I couldn't understand why I'd locked the door. It wasn't like my mom would burst in. I could so stupid at times. Imagine locking the door when being alone with Romeo was the last thing I wanted.

Romeo was standing beside my study desk with his hands shoved into his pocket, his facial features sharp and handsome. I blinked my eyelashes rapidly, trying not to stare too hard at his face. It would be so stupid to drool over my ex. Well, I was already admiring his beauty but I shouldn't make it obvious.

Total silence settled over my room like a blanket. I sank into my bed, swallowing a gulp down my throat.

I gazed at him, waiting for him to speak. But, he looked away, breaking our gaze.

I frowned. This couldn't be the Romeo Sparks I knew. The Romeo I knew would never be silent or avoid my gaze when he had something to say. What on earth was going on with him now? I should be the one acting weird, not him.

I stared at him waiting for him to speak up. His jet black hair shimmered in the dim light. The urge to play with his hair while his head was placed on my laps came again.

He still looked dashingly handsome. He was still the most handsome guy I'd laid my eyes on. His angelic facial features were the opposite of his personality. He should be nicknamed "Handsome Devil."

I took a deep breath. I was already tired of his deep silence. This wasn't the time to play games with me.

I surprised myself by finding my voice and blurted out some words.

"If you don't have anything to say, I'd appreciate you leaving. I have more important things to attend to." I uttered.

His eyes narrowed as he looked at me, my body stiffened in response to his intense gaze.

Yes, I said I wanted him to stop avoiding my eye contact. But, why the heck did I suddenly feel weak in my knee because of his intense stare?

I was a confused girl. I didn't know what I really wanted. I couldn't deny that some part of me liked that he still gave me butterflies in my stomach. While, the other part of me kept wondering when I would get over him.

"I hurt you, didn't I?" His husky voice snapped me out of my train of thoughts.

His question came as a shock to me. I didn't expect this kind of question from him. Fûck, he didn't have to remind me of the fact that he shattered my heart into pieces.

I breathed in. "Don't ask me that."

I did all I could to make my voice sound calm. I just hoped he wouldn't push me to the edge with his words.

"I know I did." He paused.

My hands tightened into fists. I felt like screaming right now. I wanted to tell him how my pillow was always soaked with tears whenever I thought about our past. I wanted to tell him how I waited for him to call or text, telling me that the breakup was a stupid prank.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't know he was already standing close to me until he sat beside me. I looked at him, struggling to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. He took my hand in his and placed it on his lap.

"I'm so sorry. I'm truly sorry for everything." He muttered.

With that, he leaned closer and placed his lips on my left cheek. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore, the tears came pouring out.

"I hate you, Romeo. I'm damn serious. I hate you." My voice was thick with tears as I spoke.

Romeo pulled me close and wrapped his arms around me, and I rested my head on his chest still shedding tears.

"I know." He whispered.

"Can we just forget about this damn break up?" I mumbled, hugging him back. "You still love me, don't you? You still care about me, right?"

Romeo broke the hug, his eyes piercing into mine. "I love you. I want you more than anything. But, we can't be together. It just can't be. I don't want to hurt you, Ivy. I don't. " He uttered those words, and my heart shattered into a thousand pieces.